Though the clouds were thick
And not much light
With little hint of the sun
But the long night had broken
People woke from deep slumber
Able to find their way
Even before the morning fog cleared
The darkness
Became day
The grimness
Became hope
But the long night had broken
People woke from deep slumber
Able to find their way
Even before the morning fog cleared
The darkness
Became day
The grimness
Became hope
I remind myself
Just take a step
I remember
Where every journey begins
I find my courage
In the many paths already taken
I’ve held the light
before
I’ve made my way
before
I’ve found the path
before
I will hold the light
again
Imprecise
Imperfect
Reminded
I am an organic being
Cradled in a manufactured world
And my notions of beauty
Have been filtered
By the means of manufacture
I am struck by the depth of gratitude
Rising like a sun with my own inner light
For the guidance, support and encouragement
Offered by family and friends and mentors
And the generous kindness of strangers
Who have made of themselves
Friends
I stand here
In the light
With my platoon
Ready to take on
Anything
Thank You
It’s an intense study of subject I don’t feel comfortable exploring with people. I tell myself, “I’m getting too much in someone’s face,” but I know it’s just as much putting them in my face. The subject has eyes, and a mind, and both are looking right back at me. Too intimate!
Though so reduced
In form I find
Her beauty
Undiminished
He doesn’t love you
Who would limit you
To who you are now
He does not love you
Who would have you
All to himself
That is not love
But the need of love
As if you are a fetish
Come away with me
And I will let you love
Whomever you want to love
Because I love
That you want
More than just me
It would be enough
To know
You loved yourself best
It would be enough
To know
Who you loved most, next
Sometimes
There’s just too much going on
Too many possibilities
Overwhelmed
Confused
Disoriented
So I watch
So I listen
And try not to think
Let it all settle
I don’t know why it’s there
Not that I really care
It’s warm
There’s sun
That little bit of string
Is just the perfect thing